Durin's Diary

Chapter 932 Exchanging for Wine Money

When the old man walked in, he glanced at the woman kneeling there and then laughed: "Your Assassin's Court lost two legends here last time. What, haven't you learned your lesson yet? What, you don't dare to send up any more legends, so you, a half-step legend, have come to take your place."

Upon seeing the old man, the female assassin sighed, "It's actually Marshal Mo! I was being presumptuous. If I had known this was your offspring, I shouldn't have come."

"Your predecessor hid very well, but he was too arrogant. His death exposed almost all of your people in the Jade Gate. I heard there were a few survivors. You should tell them, and I guarantee you won't die in pain."

"My lord, neither your spy Swallow nor us assassins have ever betrayed our own people. You may kill or torture us as you please," she said with a smile, while simultaneously ceasing to maintain her illusion and revealing her true self to Dulin.

You know what, it has blue skin, pointed horns, hooves with reverse joints, and a small tail.

·Eleven, I said, do you EU people in this timeline have something wrong with you? How come there's a tail? Do you have some regrets about human reproduction? You can't reproduce without a tail.

Can I say this is because of the distortion? Just look at the Cretans of the West, they don't have blue skin and long, hairless tails.

The two AIs were having a heated discussion about the appearance of the alien creature in front of Dulin.

Dulin glanced at the four alien men who were bound hand and foot—they were quite large and didn't look like Cretans at all; it could only be said that alienation had indeed made them less human.

Thinking of this, she looked at the old man and said, "How about we kill a man to test her worth?"

"No need to try. These male aliens are obviously from the Temple. The Temple and the Assassin's Court are two separate organizations with opposing responsibilities. If someone from the other side dies in front of them, I reckon the onlookers will even thank you." The old man shook his head, signaling the fox demon to take the people to the carriage—these Temple guys would be sent to the Marshal's Mansion for severe interrogation, since the equipment here is insufficient and would affect the performance.

Thinking of this, Du Lin saw that more people were entering the building, so he wisely stood up and said, "How about I take the girls back to Zhennanguan first?"

"Go back. Leave the skinning and dismembering to the professionals." The old man said, while calling out to Dulin, who already had one foot in the teleportation portal.

Dulin turned his head curiously to look at the old man: "Is there anything else?"

"Remember to come back in seven days. I'll take you to meet someone," the old man said calmly. Du Lin understood immediately: "Okay, no problem, in seven days."

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When Du Lin arrived at Zhennanguan with the girls, he found that it was almost dawn—which proved that this ecosystem was indeed designed according to Earth's ideas, but unfortunately, it was only half-built when a ghost knocked on the door and could not be completed.

Lide, who had followed, looked at the mountains and passes before her and was amazed by the ecology of Changtang. In her eyes, she saw the prosperity of Shangjing, the desolate smoke of Yumen Pass, and now she saw the mountains and the boundless greenery of Zhennan Pass.

As for the passes, she said the walls here are not as formidable as those at Yumen.

"Come on, I'll take you to have breakfast," Du Lin said, pushing open the door of the small building.

He led the girls down the steps, taking advantage of the first rays of southern sunlight. "Wow, I felt cold in Shangjing, and chilly in Xiamenguan, but here I actually feel hot. Just how big is Changtang?" Lide looked at Xiangshu with a puzzled expression.

"There's a proverb in Changtang that says 'ten thousand li away.' From the northern border to here, it's more than ten thousand li; from Shangjing to Yumen Pass, it's also more than ten thousand li," Xiangshu replied calmly.

Her answer silenced Reed for a moment. She even took out paper and pen to do some calculations, then looked up at Dulin: "Mr. Dulin! It's so big! Our Northern Kingdom doesn't even seem to have one-twentieth of that size."

“Yes, the entire West Continent combined isn’t as big as Changtang,” Dulin added.

Lid looked on in shock, then turned to Anta and asked, "Sister, is it really that big?"

“Yes, I flew up into the sky for a while, and it really felt much bigger than the Western Continent.” Anta spoke the truth: “This place is so big that there are three passes and four seas to protect.”

She explained to Lide in detail what the Three Passes and Four Seas were, and the girl was extremely shocked: "When I was little, I thought the Northern Territory was very big, but now that I see it in comparison, I feel that the Northern Territory is like a rural place in the eyes of the Changtang people."

“That’s impossible. At least I’ve never heard of the name ‘Northern Border’,” Xiang Shu said.

Dulin smiled and shook his head—this girl is cuter when she's quiet; now that she's talking, she seems like a chatterbox.

Also, the truth is more hurtful than a lie, let me tell you.

The girls chattered as they followed Du Lin into the canteen. These days, everyone in Zhennanguan had gotten used to Du Lin making do with sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks for breakfast. After all, in this land, it was only natural for women to be used like men and men like livestock.

However, the girls in Dulin were still a bit too exaggerated, so when Dulin saw that today's chef was actually the traveler who made noodles for him and Anta back then, he breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you doing here today?"

"Don't even mention it, Mr. Dulin. I've only been home for a few years, and yesterday some officials from the military kicked a hole in my door. They said they were guests from the Western Continent, all young girls, and asked me to come and cook Western Continent food. How could I possibly know how? But they didn't believe me, saying that I must know how after all these years in the Western Continent, so they arrested me." The no-longer-young man said with a wry smile.

After saying that, he looked at Anta again: "Madame Anta, it's been a long time. It's been many years since I parted ways with you and Mr. Dulin in Lublin."

“Yes, it’s been almost ten years.” Anta said with a smile, and then began to introduce this person to her sisters.

Hearing that he had been to Xilu back then, the girls all exclaimed in surprise. Xiangshu asked the gentleman curiously what Xilu looked like in his eyes.

To this, he laughed and said, "Then why don't you go back with Mr. Dulin and see for yourself? After all, no matter how eloquently I speak, it's all just talk; what you see with your own eyes is the truth."

Then he looked at Dulin: "Mr. Dulin, would you like to eat my noodles again?"

"Alright, let me see if your skills have improved again," Du Lin said, gesturing for his girls to sit down.

(End of this chapter)